William Shakespeare's The Jedi Doth Return

Indeed! Pray, give to me another charge.
We shall fulfill this task with perfect skill—
And leave no charge unusèd.

Chewbac.

—Auugh!

Leia

—’Tis set!
Now let us fly! Else we shall bear the blast.

[Han Solo, Princess Leia, and Chewbacca run from the bunker, which explodes.

EnterLANDO OF CALRISSIAN, NIEN NUNB, ADMIRAL ACKBAR, WEDGE ANTILLES, and otherREBEL PILOTSon right side of stage,dueling withIMPERIAL TROOPSin their ships.ADMIRAL PIETTandIMPERIAL CONTROLLERare aside, inside the Death Star.

Ackbar

’Tis done, the Endor crew hath triumph’d yet—
The shield is down! Upon the Death Star’s main
Reactor let us fly anon. Then shall
We reach the core and give it quite a zap!

Lando

We fly with haste! Red Group, Gold Group, form up
And follow me! Today rebellion shall
Have reason to exult! Our enemies
Shall soon be vanquish’d! O what triumph shall
Be ours when this great Death Star its own death
Doth undergo. Three things shall be achiev’d
Thereby. The first shall be a victory
For our Rebellion—all the fervent hopes
Of these past years attain’d in one swift stroke.
The second benefit of Death Star’s end
Is freedom and security for all
Within the galaxy—no more oppress’d
By evil tyrants, people shall once more
Be free to dwell in possibility.
And finally, the third result of this
Great Death Star’s fall shall be the rising up
Of all whose pasts conceal some awful guilt,
Some aspect of their lives that brings regret.
I speak of my own past—you all know well
How I betray’d my friend when th’Empire forc’d
My hand. And e’en that friend, good Han, hath through
Rebellion’s cause found purpose he had ne’er
Imagin’d. In this battle we fight not
To merely terminate an enemy—
Full many of us rebels seek the bliss,
The balm and healing of redemption’s touch.
So let it be, my noble comrades all:
Fight now for the Rebellion, fight for all
Who dwell within our galaxy, and fight
Most ardently, indeed, for your own souls.
Thus shall we raise those who by Empire’s might
Have died, and forth from their celestial graves
Shall they ascend and with a rebel’s voice
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war!

Wedge

Well spoken! I fly in for rebels’ gain!

NIEN

N’tiya tih.

Lando

—We fly with thee, good Wedge:
Inside the station, t’ward the centermost.
TIE fighters follow us adroitly in—
Mark well how they do come behind anon.
We must outrun them e’en as we approach
The place where we shall strike the Death Star’s core.

Wedge

Form up, good lads, and stay alert. We could
Within this tiny shaft lose space with haste.

Lando